death of hope

"Is that so... Could it be that my sister is a psychically gifted person?"

"At present, it is indeed possible."

Jinguji Takatoshi took a puff of cigarette and said worriedly:

"Whether it's superpowers or psychic abilities, I always feel that her ability is not a good thing..."

"Why is it bad? How cool."

"You don't know something,

Every time Yuna displays such supernatural abilities, her body becomes extremely weak. "

"Like this afternoon?"

"This time was nothing, the most serious one was when she vomited blood and then fell asleep for several days before she recovered.

While she was comatose, I carried her to the hospital and went through blood tests, MRI, enhanced color ultrasound... for several days...

No cause can be found, and there is no treatment plan. They just say drink more water and get more rest.

I went to another big hospital for follow-up examination and checked more items, but the result was still the same.

The doctor called me to the consulting room and said that my sister is a fragile glass person...

Born with low immunity, electrolyte imbalance, metabolic dysfunction, weak pulse, slow knee-jerk reaction...

It seems that he is not sick, but in fact, he is full of hidden dangers. If any one of them explodes, he will be killed.

To put it harshly, it is difficult for Yuna to live to the average life expectancy..."

"God..."

A desperate and suffocating feeling of powerlessness enveloped the two of them.

They stared at the night sky, each thinking. Jinguji Takatoshi sighed and said slowly:

"As a brother, I don't have much ability. I can only try to treat her as well as possible..."

"Jinguji-san, don't put too much pressure on yourself, you've already done a good job."

"No, it's not good enough...far from enough..."

Jinguji Takatoshi flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said:
"You know, Tetsuya-kun,

Compared with the psychic tricks of aliens, I care more about what you just described, the experience of watching a circus as a family, I am really envious..."

"Have you never seen a circus?" Shan Tetsuya felt a little shocked,
In his world view, visiting Disney theme parks and watching circus performances are must-have experiences for local boys.

"My adoptive parents have to calculate the electricity bill every few dollars, so how can they be willing to spend money to buy tickets for their adopted children to watch the theater?

The winter that year was extremely cold,
I led Yuna and wandered outside the circus tent, listening to the applause of the audience inside.

We were wearing old, patched clothes worn by our adoptive parents as children, and we were shivering from the cold. Even so, Yuna was still very happy,
With her little white hands, she pointed at the horse that the trainer had brought out. Then I lay down and played the game of 'horse riding' with her.That is the best memory of our childhood as brother and sister. "

After saying this, there was another moment of silence...

Yamato Tetsuya couldn't imagine such a childhood, with an invisible wall standing between the two of them.
For the first time, he realized that he and Jinguji Takatoshi came from completely different worlds.

"I envy you, classmate Shanshan." The big man continued:

"I envy you that you have family members who take pity on you."

"Were you...abandoned since you were a child? I mean,

White Europeans like you are very rare in this Asian-dominated colony. Maybe you were not born here in the first place?
Long Jun, don’t you have any memory of your biological parents? "

"No..." Jinguji Takatoshi closed his eyes:

"The earliest thing I can recall is when Yuna and I were wandering on the streets, relying on each other...

Then he was sent to a church shelter by an old nun, and then picked up by an adoptive family...

I occasionally have dreams, not in the traditional sense... strange dreams...

I dreamed that I was sitting in a spacious and bright living room, and the "Peppa Pig" cartoon was playing on the big TV.

Next to me is a stroller...

A tall woman in an apron came out of the kitchen, waving a frying spoon, and asked me to stay away from the TV screen...

Everything in the dream is so clear, only the woman's face... is blank..."

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"That must be your mother! The person in the stroller may be Miss Yuna!" Tetsuya Yamama patted the big guy on the back excitedly:

"When you were a child, you might have had an accident, such as being hit by a car and losing your memory.

He separated from his family with his sister in his arms, and then wandered to this city. "

"Um...I have indeed thought about this and investigated it.
For this matter, I approached relevant departments and the media for help, but got no response, so I gradually gave up...

But I still dream, those damn dreams... haunt me...

I had a nightmare a few days ago...

That faceless... tall woman... looks like a female ghost in a horror movie...

She was scorched by the fire, struggling, and yelling something at me...it seemed to be someone's name...

The hand that was almost carbonized was about to touch my cheek.
Finally... I woke up from the nightmare...

Covered in sweat..."